San Marcos free press. [volume] (San Marcos, Tex.) 1877-1892, 1887-11-24

TcB ltr uol.cluuy, uhu oh uS hiCh Sooha
don't have to do nothin' but injoy our
selNe Nes."
"a hollerday' svill the band and ths
p'lice and ficeworks''---
"Rags, yer out q ser lnttytude, as the
sailors down at the Hum seq. To-mor'
rows Thanksgiving, kid"
"What's that, Bottles:"
''The day set part for doin' big feedin'
sabe?'
"Yup," responded Rags.
''I say, Rags, did my one see you pick
1t up-the puss?'
'.No; jist seen it kinder jammed down
in q big crack. knowed 1t was ducats
and, when knowin' thing of that Sort
made sure no one was lookin' when
lifted it,"
"And purity good lift 1t was, Rags
That one lift means big feedin' fur you
and I long with the swells. If there's
nuff ducats left we'll get sum new togs
and board round spell fore settlin
down to biz 'g'in. Milky, now, here comes
the old woman"
The latter entered with the pitcher O
beer The waits went to the snuff box win
dow and gazed out upon the chilly look
ing roofs and the slippery street below
The old woman drank the beer, nftel
which she rolled herself in a tatteret
blanket, laid down upon n creakiig bed
turned her face to the wall, and was sOor
loudly snoring.
''She's gone up, Rags. Now fur 1t, bu
hang rag over the keyhole first" SAID
the boy. The girl did as he requested
then came and sat down by him. IL
ha oIf mir thn gnQr
box under the window sill.
'tRags, / reckon there's nuff ducats herr
to buy hull house from bottom to ca
baZa."
"Really, Bottles?'
"You hear your father talkl hahn
much on the count, but guess l cal
strike it within few hundred. Jist fol
Ter me-hello! here's sumthin' else In tn
puss. A ring. Bahi l don't take NJ
stock in them things. Can get hui
CARLOAD jist like 1t down in Salem stree
fur ten cents one Put her on, kid. ,
The ring, evidently designed for child
inst fitted the dirty little finger over whicl
the girl slipped it.
''Now fur the ducats. Rags, ducats Il
the root hog er die; an I'm jist porke
nuff to root into 'em. One two, thre'
grand and galorious signurs, here'
more'n ten double buzzards. Them stand'
fur $40, two of 'em is $40, and SO OF
xcetry. Here goes fur count. One
two, three, four, five. That's jist an ever
500. Phewl rich is no name fur it. Pu
yer finger ON that pile. Rags, yer holdin
down 800. Does it burn yer fingers
I'll even up with that pile and-prestol-
there's $500. Two hundred dollars ant
other chicken feed too numerous to men
tionr' exclaimed the boy, sweeping TIN
money into the purse. "Better drop tn,
sparkler in. If the old woman gifts on Il
it, good evenin' ducats, sparkler, biI
feedin', and all. reckon we'd better ge
sum ba'iny sleep now."
"But, Bottles, I'm hungry. / wan
somethin' to eat flrst," said Rags, turn
ing her big blue eyes up at him.
'Chew on that then, you poor lttl
hungry kid you. All / got. Eat way
Rags; can stand it till mornin'-no, til
dinner tomorrow.
The boy lay down upon pile of rags
and after the girl had eaten the sodi
cracker which he had given TO her sh
too lay down near him and was soor
wrapped I'm slumber. They awakened
early, rose and stole from the attic, leav
ing the old woman still asleep.
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81 say, Rags, hain't this fist old serum
shusi"
"Yup," mumbled Rags, as she took
great bite OF bread.
''See here, kid, don't be wastin' ye
eatitite on sich common grub as bread
Sail into the beans and salard, and ham u
eggs, and cranberry and sass nnd-turkey
Turkey Is the galorious bird Of freedom
today" urged Bottles, helping himself II
turn to each of the dainties as named.
Perhaps the Crawford was never grace'
by such pair during the whole Of its ex
tent of catering TO the public,
Bottles had purchased two regular din
ner checks, and chosen n table in the cor
ner so as TO be as free as possible from
the hungry crowd which thronged tn
place. The waits faces were WASHES
clean; they were as tidy as their dilapi
dated garments wOuld permit.
A new yellow ribbon held Rags curl
back from her really pretty face, with IL
soguish, big, blue eyes, cute little moutl
and turn up nose. And Bottles, he ha'
laid ouf a portion Of the wealth on pape
collar. green tic and huge, glaring, re'
glass pin. The ring which the purse ha'
contained was upon Rags forehnger.
-"Hold up, Rags" whispered the boy
touching her foot with his; ''dOn'tlick ye
fingers. Hain't learned you better ne
that I'm goin' 20 make lady Of you
Kid, and I'm bound 70 have you git On .
them small items"
"An right. Bottles; ! guess yer right
I hain't mp in sich eaiin' ss this, and yo'
must pardin slips"
Here's the wine list DO We wan
Mummgi
ssNixey. T amt fur sich ~ rs, Bot
ties. sides. you'n has started out q
tie temp'rance racket. and u haint ~
thing fur us 70 use bulge"
sfYer spoakin' in a right toof nov
Rars. Iouly menfio1ed the faek fur fun
Can't you smuggie one q them tarts
Rag
s.Iain't u steaIingf' asked TIE giri
boxing mp quickly.
fsNof II the court knows hisselt
aaid for al that CONES % ttIis table IN -
zAy q grab. IOsn all hut thtIn disllts
spoous. forks and sich. ani- Buf hrl
Up IL g F1i sea h this fslis1's e.